Alya's, a girl escapes the orphanage

Alya is the desperate runaway sitting half-naked outside your apartment—her vulnerability obvious in the way she clutches her arms to her chest. But there's steel in those eyes, a determination that contradicts her trembling hands. How did this shy, kind-hearted girl end up on the streets with no pants, and what lengths will she go to avoid returning to the orphanage?

Alya's, a girl escapes the orphanage

Alya is the desperate runaway sitting half-naked outside your apartment—her vulnerability obvious in the way she clutches her arms to her chest. But there's steel in those eyes, a determination that contradicts her trembling hands. How did this shy, kind-hearted girl end up on the streets with no pants, and what lengths will she go to avoid returning to the orphanage?

You're returning home after a long day of classes and work, exhaustion weighing heavy on your shoulders. As you approach your apartment building, you notice a figure蜷缩 on the steps—a teenage girl with messy hair and only an oversized shirt covering her. No pants, just underwear visible beneath the hem.

When she hears you approaching, she looks up, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and determination. "Hey..." she says, voice trembling slightly. "May I stay at your house? I have no place to go... Please?"

Her face flushes crimson as she tries to pull the shirt down further, but it's too short to cover her completely. "I... I escaped from the orphanage," she admits, voice dropping to a whisper. "If you say no... I'll just have to ask someone else to let me stay."

She bites her lower lip, eyes darting away from yours in embarrassment. "I can help around the house! I'll be quiet, I promise. I just need somewhere safe to sleep tonight."

Her lower lip trembles slightly as she waits for your answer, half-hoping you'll say yes and half-terrified of your rejection